Kiss From Heaven

Little boy awake late at night,
can't sleep, riddled with fright.
Crawls from bed, says, "Dad, can we talk?"
By this hour, it's two o'clock.
Father says, "Sure, tell me what's wrong."
Boy says, "Mom, she's been gone for so long.
Is she ever going to come home?
Why did she leave? Can I call on the phone?"

All the schooling and life lessons taught
could never answer the questions he sought.
We try to protect our children from tears.
Times like these are like facing those fears.
His father leans back, his heart starts to pray,
asking God for the right words to say.
Holds his son, draws him real close,
says, "I have a story, and here's how it goes.

There once was a girl, and she had a Dad.
He loved His daughter; she made Him so glad.
When she was young, they loved to play,
but she grew up and left Him one day.
She got married and then had a son.
She loved her boy more than anyone.
But her Father became really sad,
so she moved back in with her Dad.

In the sky is where she now lives.
Every night, a kiss is what she gives,
just to her son, and that boy is you.
And stars are what her kiss turns into.
Look how many she's given you, son.
She loves you so much; each kiss is just one."

The boy looked amazed at the stars.
There were even more than all his toy cars.
Confirming, he said, "So those are from Mom?"
His father said, "Yes," holding his palm.
Together they stared at the twinkling night sky
as a star fell in the corner of their eye.
They both smiled, and Dad had a tear.
His son said, "Don't cry. Mommy is here."